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Inoue seemed to be mentally prepared, looked back at Zhao Qiang, and snorted disdainfully: "Why, do you still want to do something?"

As he spoke, he winked at the big men next to him.

Those guys rubbed their fists and walked over slowly.

Da Ben and other teammates were about to rush over to make a move, but Zhao Qiang hurriedly stopped him.

Zhao Qiang knew very well that if he did something here, the matter would become a big mess. Not only would it be on the news, but it would also have a huge impact on the school, the basketball team, and several teammates.

There is a high probability that Daben's draft will fail.

Zhao Qiang can't take everyone's future into account because of his personal affairs.

This little devil Inoue is very vicious, and he probably brought a few people from outside the school here to provoke trouble and cause chaos.

Zhao Qiang stopped his teammates, smiled at Inoue, and said, "Why do you do this? Tang Xiaowan and I have already established a relationship. You are also a college student after all. If you make it like this, it won't sound good to say it?"

Inoue curled his lips shamelessly: "So what? I just want to pick up your girl, so do it if you have the ability!"

Zhao Qiang shrugged: "I don't have time to do this with you. To be honest, I don't feel very angry, because you are the one who is ashamed! Me and Tang Xiaowan are still laughing at you in bed, what do you think you are trying to do?"

This sentence caused half a ton of damage to Inoue, his face twitched, and he said bitterly: "I won't make it easy for you!"

Zhao Qiang sighed, and said slowly: "Well, we are all men, so let's solve it in a man's way?"

Inoue was taken aback, and asked, "What way?"

"Let's do bullfighting, American heads-up, five goals, as long as you can score one goal, even if you win, I will give Tang Xiaowan to you and never go to him, is that okay?"

Inoue's eyes lit up, he thought he had heard wrong.

"Zhao Qiang, you said this yourself, I didn't force you!"

"Of course, I said it."

Inoue's wrist injury has basically healed, but it's only been [-] days since the injury, and he can't play the game yet.

"Then where are we going?" Inoue was eager to try. He knew that he was not Zhao Qiang's opponent, but the difference was not that big. Five-ball American heads-up, it should be no problem to win one or two.

Zhao Qiang pointed to the outside of the school and said, "There is a basketball court nearby, let's go there!"

Inoue is not a fool either, he thought about it, but still felt that he could take a gamble, and these people he brought were all practitioners, karate masters, and they would definitely protect him.

"Okay, just go, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

With a wave of Zhao Qiang, he and his teammates got into the Porsche sports car and drove towards the outside of the school.

Inoue glanced enviously at Zhao Qiang's Porsche sports car, drove a Ford car with a few of his accomplices, followed Zhao Qiang's car, and left the school.

Zhao Qiang drove the sports car, turned around and turned around, and came to a basketball stadium more than ten miles away, which was a bit remote.

Inoue was very cautious. He took a special look and found that this is an arena open to the public, not a private arena, so he was relieved.

Zhao Qiang parked the car and walked into the arena with his teammates.

The arena was empty because it was afternoon and indoor arenas were usually only played at night.

There are a lot of outdoor arenas in the United States, so young people play basketball during the day, and they always choose outdoor basketball courts. No one wants to come to this kind of indoor arenas, and the air is not very good.

After Inoue walked in, he couldn't wait to go to the basketball basket, took out a basketball, and shouted: "Come on, Zhao Qiang, this is what you said, I just need to score one..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly discovered that the gate of the arena was actually locked by the old iron.

Inoue panicked a little, pointed at the old iron and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing? Why did you lock the door?"

Several of his companions also rushed towards Lao Tie.

Zhao Qiang sneered, pointed at the well and shouted: "Who the hell has time to fight you one-on-one? Now you kneel down and admit your mistake, and I will let you go!"

Inoue knew that he had been duped, but he was not afraid, because the few accomplices he brought were all good at fighting.

"Hit them! Hit them hard, and if they break it, I'll be the one!"

Inoue gritted his teeth and roared.

One of them was a black man, about 1.7 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure and quick movements. He was indeed a trainer.

He was the first to rush in front of Lao Tie, kicked up suddenly, used a karate forward kick, and kicked towards Lao Tie's chest!

This guy was ruthless in his strikes, his kicks were fast and accurate, and he didn't give the old man time to prepare.

If you change someone, it is estimated that you will suffer a big loss.

But Lao Tie didn't panic at all, he moved quickly with his feet, and with a tilt of his body, he avoided his kick, and then he waved his arm, and there was already something in his hand.

Snapped!

A black shadow flashed past, and the black man let out a scream, and fell to the ground clutching his legs.

Lao Tie knew that the people on the opposite side were all karate masters, and if there was a one-on-one melee, he would not be able to take advantage of it.

So he made a plan, and he had to make a quick decision, first defeating two of them.

Inoue and the others never thought that the basketball team's students could still carry nunchakus.

Seeing that his companion was knocked down, another blond white man rushed over again.

This guy is very tall, almost 1 meters, very strong.

He saw that Lao Tie had nunchucks in his hands, and he couldn't face hard steel, so he used his right arm to protect his head, and was about to pounce on him and deal with Lao Tie with wrestling.

But Lao Tie didn't give him a chance at all. The moment he rushed up, he got short and kicked his knee with the toe of his right foot.

The essence of Jeet Kune Do is to strike late and come first, to be fast, to block your moves in advance, and not to give you the opportunity to use all your strength.

The blond man was miserable. Before he fell on the old iron, he felt a sharp pain in his knee and knelt down.

Lao Tie didn't give him time to react, and went up to another knee, bang!

Dried out his nose directly.

It has to be said that this old man was really ruthless and didn't give him the slightest chance.

The blond man snorted and passed out.

Inoue was dumbfounded, he thought that the few masters he had brought with him could support him.

Unexpectedly, the two most powerful were knocked to the ground in less than a minute.

Inoue's other companions were also dumbfounded, they lost their arrogance just now and kept backing away.

Zhao Qiang stretched out his finger, ticked the well, and asked with a smile: "Come on, it's time for us to settle the score!"

Inoue was not well-informed and was about to run away, but he rushed to the gate and kept pushing, while shouting, "Help, help!"

Zhao Qiang walked over from behind, grabbed his hair, and dragged him back.

The other guys wanted to save Inoue, but Da Ben and Da Hei Long rushed up and started beating violently!

The arena was very lively, everyone played their own games, Zhao Qiang dragged Inoue to the corner and had a blast.